i've learneda bit more than nothing;nnothing to do with someone looking sondank, spawning a miscarriage, miscarriage oh!.nni aint always out at dawn if nobodies alturisticnit wont ever change, kind of like incest infectingnchildren cry, dont care whynnmake up all your problemsnno-ones gonna solve themnim wasting time, wishing its what I hadnlasting a while longer, il always wonder whynnThe moon is something i dontnunderstand anymore, lakes are floodingninto my path and i dont like it, i dont like itnndank, spawning a miscarriage, miscarriage oh!.nnI aint always out of phase with other thoughtnas if I could never problem solvenI don’t see where anyone gets offnThinking they’re perfectnChildren die, yet you're alive?nnmake up all your problemsnno-ones gonna solve themnim wasting time, wishing its what I hadnlasting a while longer, il always wonder whynnThe moon is something i dontnunderstand anymore, lakes are floodingninto my path and i dont like it, I don't like itnnThe moon is something i dontnunderstand anymore, lakes are floodingninto my path and i dont like it, i dont like itnnNothing compares to the soundnOf laughing at you trying to think out loud, out loudnI will always wonder whynnThe moon is something i dontnunderstand anymore, lakes are floodingninto my path and i dont like it, i dont like itnnNobodies incentives are quite as they might seem, as they might seem, seemni'd like nothing more than nothing;nnothing to do with someone looking so dank, spawning a miscarriage, miscarriage oh!.